Yesterday was blustery.
I hate the wind.
I was in no mood to get out of bed...
...so I didn't.
Mom even said that Nice Lady 2 told her
a tree had been blown down on the property.
Not a small one either!
A big tall aspen!
Taller than Angel's house.
(Well, what used to be Angel's house.)
Then, as if wind wasn't bad enough,
it started to rain.
I was beside myself with melancholy.
Mom and Daddy went out of the house a couple of times,
but all I could think about was this:
I eventually got out of bed and snuggled with Mom
on the couch.
At some point it occurred to me that I had done nothing.
It's time like this when it's difficult
to get excited about my upcoming birthday.